He's My Bully

Eight :)

Brent's POV (SURPRISEEE)

I lay there with my hands on my head. I missed sleeping here. Yes, I have actual feelings. I sighed and stood up. I need water, It's midnight anyway, no one will see me. I went down and walked to the kitchen. As I got my glass, I looked out the window and saw Chandra sitting on the backyard ground, the moonlight shining on her face, I glared at her, though she can't see. I hate her so damn much. I drank my water and placed the glass on the sink, I walked to the back sliding door and opened it silently. "Mom, I miss you." She said, she's crying. "Yes, Ray's here. But that's not enough." She said, "Brent? N-no. He's.. Nowhere to be seen. I think he's avoiding me but I don't care." I frowned. Why is she lying? Why can't she just tell them I hate her and that I bully her, physically and verbally. Psh.

Chandra's POV

"I'm sorry honey. We'll be there next year anyway." I rolled my eyes and wiped my tears away, now I'm angry. "Then when that year comes you'll say that you'll go next year again? I'm tired of this shit mom. It's better if you stay there and let me die alone." I spat and ended the call. Why did I call her anyway? That was a stupid Idea. I stood up and slowly back walked to the door. As I do so, I heard a loud bump and I turn around. "What are you doing?" I asked the groaning Brent. My eyes widened when I saw his cut. "Where the hell did that came from?" I asked. "I fell down. Do you have any eyes?" I sighed and helped him up. "And keep quiet, Ray is already asleep." He added and I rolled my eyes, again. "Then shut up and sit down. Your head is bleeding." I whispered and got the first aid kid from the top closet. "You're so clumsy." I said and sat in front of him. "You don't have to rub it in my face." He glared at me. I got the cleaner, placing it on the cotton ball and dabbing it around his cut.

"I can do this, you know?" He said. "Like hell you can." I murmured and dabbed it harder. He hissed. "I'm going to kill you." He said and narrowed his eyes on me. "Shut up." I said and got another ball and placed betadine on it. "This is gonna hurt like hell." He rolled his eyes. I dabbed it softly on the cut. I can feel his gaze on me but I didn't look at him. I placed the ball down and got the bandage. "It's pretty deep so, yeah. How did it get so deep? I mean, you fell straight to the ground." I said as I cut and tape the cut on his forehead. "Do I have to explain everything?" He asked me as I fix the first aid kit. "I slide a bit, to the front, hit my head on the edge of the sliding door and fell." He explained and I chuckled. "What's so funny?" He asked, "That always happen to-" I stopped. "Um, To me. But I don't cut my head." I finished. I almost brought up our childhood memory. "I'm going back to sleep." I added and speed walked to the stairs. "Wait," I reached the stairs and I turn around. "Uh. Thanks." He said, I was shocked. "You're wel..come?" My welcome was pro-longed and is a question not a statement. "Go upstairs before I puke on you." I rolled my eyes and softly jogged to my room.

Next day

"What's that on your head?" Ray asked and Brent and I froze. "Um, last night I slipped on the water that splashed on the floor. I hit my head at the edge of the counter." Brent explained, I sighed. "Oh. Well, be careful next time man." We both looked at each other like: "If he only knew what happened." Face before looking down. "It's saturday?" Ray questioned looking at his phone. "Yeah." I said. "I'm getting some money at the mall that my mom gave. I'll be back in three hours or so.. Sound good?" Ray ate his bread and stood up. "Can I come with?" I asked and he shook his head. "Stay with Brent. It won't be such a nightmare right?" He asked me and I chuckled nervously. Yes, Brent and I have some.. Normal time but we have cat and dog time more. He's the dog. "Y-yeah. I guess." I said and he smiled. He kissed my head and jogged upstairs. "Finally some alone time." He smirked at me, I gained a bit of courage and spilled my drink on him. He pushed his chair back and stood up with a shocked face. "Oh. I'm so sorry!" I acted and stood up as well. "You stupid.. Just wait 'till Ray gets away." He whispered and I internally rolled my eyes. "Like I don't know what you'll do. I'm sick of the same crap you give me." I said and he laughed quietly. "This wouldn't be the same. I thought of something better to do with you." He said, his voice low. I gulped. Okay! That sounds creepy and scary at the same time. Holy crap. "Well guys. I'll see you later. Brent, clean up." I heard Ray said before closing the door. We both heard the bus stop and go, then there was an awkward silence before he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to the living room.

"Don't move." He stared at me deep in the eyes and I saw anger with a little.. Guilt. He slapped me. My jaw dropped and my face turned to the side. "Why'd you spill it on me? You forgot who I am?" He asked me. I didn't answer him. My breathing became uneven but I took slow deep breaths. He slapped me and my head turned to the other side. It stings, but I don't let him see it. "Answer me." He slapped me again. I looked up at him and stared in his eyes. "How can I forget? You're my bully, right? The one who hurts me for no reason." I spat. He stepped back. Silence. "I'm going to the guest room. Don't bother me." He said. My eyebrows knitted. He started walking away but I grabbed his shoulders and turned him around. "See? Always. You always walk away when I say that you hurt me and don't have any reason." I explain. He glared at me. "You wouldn't understand." He only said  before shrugging my  hand away. "You don't explain it! How can I-" My eyes widened when I felt his lips on mine. His eyes were staring into mine. He backed away but only to lean in my ear. "It's hard to explain. So drop the fucking topic." He whispered and jogged up the stairs. I touched my lips. DID HE JUST KISS ME?! HE KISSED ME?!